Tag: poet

Held to Rising

From a woman, born the same way you were. From a woman who had enough strength in her bones to birth you, to release you into a world not knowing what your purpose would be. Maybe not even knowing her own purpose yet – you arrived.

To all mothers and their strength to carry us, to free us and maybe even watch us grow. The first sound, a cry into the air of a space that others are present and witnessing. This is the beginning of a life granted. A moment so beautiful everyone in the room cries. We cry with our mother, we cry with the others. A yell into life, a sound so powerful. Make it be true for the rest of the time you are given, even if it takes a few seconds of silence before you release. Please don’t be afraid to make your sound. Continue to let them hear and be aware of your presence.

I was loved before I was kissed. I had hearts believing in me before I knew what it meant to believe in myself. I was held by beauty when my small legs met life. My legs went kicking, awakening the morning as if I was practicing the run I would have along the moon time and time again. I was born this way. Wild. Free. Sometimes restless, always perceived. Ready to take chances and cherish those who cheered and stood alongside.

I was not only heard on that day but felt then as you feel me now.

There is a breathing aura that fills up the space between these words and the color of your eyes. A connection between my heart and yours. Spreading through the distance between what you see and what you feel. These kicking legs can be kept up with – for those who know how to run.

How these legs have grown to long silk, I am aware of the transformation that has developed and in tune with what is still occurring.

To those who are raised with purpose. To those still questioning what their noise means. To those who have no doubts and to those who have not one clue. You were brought into this world to feel all of this, the purpose of where you are currently started from a seed, look how you’ve grown – you are not done.

Run into the question. Bloom into the certainty of reason. The strength lays not only in your mothers bones but now in yours. Always allow your movement to be taken in. Between the distance of your thoughts and the sight of the moon, I will be known as you will be felt.

Let’s blossom, from morning to night. Let’s take off, from being held to our capability of rising. Let’s continue to carry praise and release even more than what was ever expected.

-Sadianne Joyce

A Hummingbird’s Reflection

I remember sitting carefully watching a hummingbird fly in and out of my view. How can a rib cage that small protect a heart that is so vital for survival? How is it possible that something so tiny be so full of life, fast and ready for flight? The color in the feathers gleamed with a glow that felt outside of realities possibilities. The movement of it’s wings were sound of vibration. This small being moved in balance of ease and determination, knowing it was capable.

If a hummingbird were to fly into war, I imagine that all would stop and soon gather around its graceful movement. An intriguing presence would make the battle hush and all would factor the delicacy of its being. Silence would overcome any battleground and because they chose to hear the music, they would be in awe of the noise its body made.

A realization takes place when we mirror the importance of existence. If we wonder upon others with such observation and elegance, it’ll be easier to focus on our equality of worth. We often lack an understanding of empathy. Empathy is often mistaken as wrong or weakness. It’s possible that we are used to living in a world of controversy, judgement and expectation. When we forget to show sensitivity towards others we are forgetting to love the very creation of what brought us all here. Every judgement we make, assumption or fight we choose – we are deciding to be a reflection of that very decision. Whether we choose to see beauty or darkness, the result will speak on our own existence and reflect in our own being. Whether we become better or bitter, we will become the energy of our own response. Our capability of embracing the worth of even small beings – such as a hummingbird, will be felt. Our capabilities will allow us to attract or repel. Grow or stay.

We may see something, a place or person and question upon it’s depth – how in the world can something be so breathtaking? How can something that cannot speak make me understand? How can a sight take away all my words even when I am not speaking? How can someone silence a room just by the energy of their presence? The answer is simple, we can find it in our own reflection of this astounding possibility. By the beauty we choose to see, by the depths we decide to explore, by the risk we brave, by those we surround ourselves with and by simple care of even the small, we mirror what we take away. We determine the power we give our reflection.

When I see something as delicate and beautiful as a hummingbird I allow myself to be in wonder of all that it is and all that I am. The way we question the possibility of something else’s beauty, know that we are worth the same amount of admiration.

Let a monument feel more monumental because you are standing upon it. Know that you are an experience – people will carry your heart in their own. Awaken others by stepping out and into the light by being God created refinement. Be so loving children and animals can’t help but rest their head in your peace. Treat your heart as if it was protected between the size of a hummingbirds rib cages, worship your delicacy, mirror the strength.

Let us fly into war and come out survivalists because we chose to see the beauty and be the beauty.

-Sadianne Joyce

This life. Our life. Your life. My life.

Look around you. Do you like what you see? Are your surroundings making you feel alive? What is shaping you? What is continuing to feed you? What are you able to offer because of it? Are you proud to be surrounded by what you encounter?

It’s inevitable, one day we will no longer be here… But for now you will find that we take up space, exist in an environment and make choices the second we wake. Do we live each day embracing the fact that all of this could be taken away? Do we choose to think positive thoughts that gleam out of our faces like sun beams that others can bask in… do we listen to music that make our souls come alive and have no choice but to dance… do we look at people with admiration for their unique craft, without judgement and offer a smile that can change their day… Do we cry without regret as it is a reminder that we are alive and capable of emotions that will shift… Do we laugh without worry that someone else may hear even if we are alone… Do we express in fearlessness and without approval… Do we continue to love when we’ve been hurt… Every morning, afternoon and night there is beauty to find. The sun rises to give us another chance, the afternoon settles us into existence with support to keep going. The night leads us home with guiding stars that never ask for anything in return.

To me, life is about taking risks to receive the small rewards and the greatest luxuries by simply being alive. Feeling it all form into a masterpiece of existence. I’ve never focused all of my reward on a shiny gold metal or judgement by someone else who says “I approve” or “you made it” – but rather small and free moments that warm my heart in a way nothing materialistic or bought can.

Time is now. One of the many things I’ve learned in this life is that we have control over one thing, now. The only thing we have control over our past is the time it steals in our present. The only thing we have control over our future is the freedom we give it currently. There is a balance between risk and grace, once we let go and take a stand in the now… everything falls into place. Taking a step back can really be making a move forward.

By taking a step back right now… What do you notice? What do you feel? What would make it better? Who can you forgive? What no longer needs to be remembered? Who needs a prayer? Here and now breathe in the present knowing one day you wont have it. Continue forward on choosing what will enhance this life. Our life. Your life. My life. Wake with trust and faith – knowing that everyday is a miracle for us to be given a chance to feel. To love. To see. To hear. To make a change. To risk. To stay. To leave. To take a stand.

-Sadianne Joyce

Growing and Glowing

Something within me is blossoming. Something within me is bursting. An ignition of fire, blazing and setting me apart from the dark cold of the world. I feel like an existing balance of calm and wild forestry. A temperature rising, a hissing of what is calling me by the name. I must continue to gather all these elements that keep me burning. Growing. Glowing.

It begins with a source of fuel.

Deep within our heart and soul, a source of fuel waits fearlessly. Ready to ignite in a powerful light of everything that remains within us. Let it catch fire. You will find people unable to look away, unable to deny the warmth of what is offered.

Share your light. By sharing your light you are allowing your truth to shine. Courage is given to others that also wish to share their own.

Live fearlessly. Be felt in places you know you are desired.

Show what you are capable of.

Express what you feel. Let it soar and sizzle.

Your warmth is a gift as much as it is a power. Feel unafraid to rise in passion and you will be rewarded with sparks. Something that is created from chaos, can float away like a dream… dancing in the wind…

Your glow will be undeniable. Embers will remain to remind you of your luminosity. Warmth remains as you are reminded who gathers around you to feel your heat. What comes back for more? Who craves the sensation and light you offer? Continue to shine, even when questions go unanswered. Naturally you will attract what is meant to feel your intensity.

After you burn. After you share. After you express. After you glow. You must look up. In a breeze you will find the foundation of what will never be forgotten. Ash.

-Sadianne Joyce